So in response to the disappearance of “linksys” I went and bought a directional antenna with 15dB of gain. Now I have another, slightly different “linksys” in my life. Whatever. Do with me what you will.

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing.

I am listening to pop rock (Stone Temple Pilots) and remembering watching a movie in the dark with J—-ie a million years ago when I was much younger and an entirely different, but entirely similar, person.

It feels like I have been digested a hundred times since then. Oh wait, I have.

I’m getting grey hair in my beard.

Nothing is ever not what it seems to be. Not for long, anyway.

All painful things appear to be better if you don’t think about them. They’re not actually better, but they appear to be. At the end, that may be all that anyone can really hope for.